Fu Lin Men is an old shop, full of guests all year round, and very popular with the rich, there is the title of the rich canteen, can be frequented by the rich with tricky tastes, which shows how good the cuisine of this restaurant is.

The main focus here is seafood, but Chen Dahe didn't order any expensive dishes such as swallow wing abalone, but ordered a lot of home-cooked dishes such as tangerine peel beef patty, fried chicken, salted fish and chicken fried rice, not stingy, but these can best reflect the essence of Cantonese cuisine, rather than relying on the accumulation of high-end ingredients, of course, Oliver's unforgettable roast goose, shrimp dumplings, barbecued pork buns, siu mai, wonton noodles These also ordered a lot for her, so that Oliver screamed and ate happily.

Chinese people are used to talking about business at the dinner table, but today Chen Dahe and Oliver didn't say anything serious, and the two talked nonsense all over the world, chatting happily, but the three people at the same table were suffocated.

Zeng Jingshu and Dong Jianlei don't understand English at all, and Ma Jiatong is limited to the beginner level, so he can't talk at all, and he doesn't even understand how to listen.

After eating, a few people accompanied the energetic Oliver to visit the Xiangjiang Night Market, I don't know if the Xiangjiang Cantonese opera industry has spoken, or because there is a foreigner among the fellow people, there is no Feizi from beginning to end to make trouble, even the nearby troublemakers, can not help but make Chen Dahe secretly surprised, if the security of Xiangjiang has always been so good, maybe the plaque of the national tourist civilization city in the future can also be fought for!

The next day was the day of the premiere of the Guangdong Cantonese Opera Troupe, but the first performance was in the evening, even if Chen Dahe slept until noon and got up, there was still a whole afternoon to waste, first accompanied Oliver to the hotel's tea restaurant for a meal that I don't know if it was lunch or afternoon tea, and then the two went to Oliver's room together, and even Ma Jiatong didn't bring it, which provoked her and Zeng Jingshu to slander again, sneaking and seeing no one, what the hell!

As soon as Oliver entered the door, he took out a large stack of materials from it and placed it in front of Chen Dahe.

"What is this?" Chen Dahe casually picked up a document and looked through it, "Hey, these are all design drawings?"

"That's right," Oliver sat across from Chen Dahe, straightened his skirt, and pointed to the information on the table, "Didn't you say last time that I should go to an American designer and design a style that Americans like, these are, most of them are patterns, which can be used for embroidery and other works, as well as carvings and weaving products." ”

Chen Dahe looked at it roughly, "Well, it's all good." ”

"That's right," Oliver said with a grin, "these are designed by the best young artists in New York, not only artistic, but also very fashionable, and if they are launched in the market, they will be very popular, and there are some custom styles that are proposed by the customers themselves, and those will be more expensive." ”

"Oh, yes," Oliver said abruptly, walking toward the room, "there's one more thing I almost forgot. ”

Chen Dahe looked at her and smiled, and continued to look at the design in his hand.

After a few moments, Oliver walked out with a painting tube, and then carefully pulled out a rolled-up oil painting from inside.

The design drawings that were still treasured just now were directly used as paperweights, divided into four stacks and gently pressed the four corners of the oil painting, showing Chen Dahe a picture of an Indian riding a horse hunting.

The clouds in the sky reflected red by the sun, the majestic snow-white mountains in the distance, the vast green grasslands, the turbulent rivers, the galloping horses, the fierce and joyful Indians, and the blood-soaked and struggling bison, the scenes are vivid, and at first glance they are from the hands of the masters.

Facing Chen Dahe's puzzled eyes, Oliver said with a smile, "This painting is a masterpiece of Mr. Russell, of course, this is not the original, just an imitation, but it was also copied by Mr. Honey, one of the most famous painters in the United States today, not only perfectly reproduces the essence of the original, but also adds his own style to it, so it is also valuable,"

After a slight pause, Oliver winked at Chen Dahe, "It's equivalent to a month's profit of our company." ”

Isn't that more than 10 million dollars?!

Chen Dahe couldn't help but be dumbfounded, "It's so expensive to paint someone else's copy, so how much will this Honey be worth if he dies!"

"Hahaha," Oliver was overjoyed when he heard this, clutching his stomach and laughing, "I reacted the same way as you when I saw this painting for the first time, but I was scolded by Oss for a long time, saying that I have no artistic cells and only money in my eyes." ”

Chen Dahe shrugged with a smile, "Okay, we really don't have any artistic cells, as long as we can make money, then Oliver, what do you mean by taking out this valuable replica? Give it to me!"

"Dream on!" Oliver rolled his eyes, immediately interrupting Chen Dahe's fantasy, " This is the collection of a noble man of the Adams family, Mr. Russell's original work is also in his hands, in addition to the original he also has three copies, all of which are from the hands of contemporary painters, this one is the most satisfying one, because he likes Chinese silk works very much, and hopes to make this painting out of silk, knowing that we can accept the customization of the work, so he handed this painting to me to bring it over, to see if the Chinese silk artists can copy it perfectly. ”

Chen Dahe looked at the painting on the table, compared it horizontally and vertically with his hand, and couldn't help but scratch his head with a sad face, "This painting is estimated to be one meter square, such a large silk work is extremely rare, this job is not easy to accept." ”

"It's not easy to take it, so the profit is high, only China has silk art in the world, so he can only find us," Oliver held out a finger, "There is no need to reproduce perfectly, even if it is only half of the effect of this painting, the noble gentleman will give this price, if he can be satisfied, the price can be doubled." ”

Chen Dahe was stunned and asked hesitantly, "Ten million?"

Oliver nodded solemnly.

Chen Dahe suddenly gasped, don't look at the art company's monthly profits, but it is hundreds of fine products piled up, and this is just a work, and it is not made by a celebrity, so the price is so high, and it may even be doubled, this rich man is really capricious.

Compared to those so-called high-end customization, this can be regarded as top-level customization!

"Chen," Oliver put away the smile on his face, looked at Chen Dahe and said, "If this business can be successful, I won't take a penny, and all the profits will be yours." ”

Looking at Chen Dahe's puzzled eyes, Oliver smiled, "Don't look at me like that, I'm not a philanthropist, if this thing can be done beautifully, my family and I will gain far more than this 10 million, or even 20 million dollars, because what we have gained is the friendship of the Addams family." ”

Chen Dahe asked curiously, "Have you been talking about the Addams family, is this family very powerful in the United States?"

He had heard of the Morgan family, the Rockefeller family, the Kennedy family and the Roosevelt family, and of course the Rothschild family, which was rumored to be mysterious, but he really hadn't heard of this Addams family, was it even better than the previous ones?